Silent movie with music soundtrack is best known today for being the movie that made Joan Crawford a star. She's good here but shown up by Anita Page, whose drunken histrionics provide the movie with its life. The lack of vocal dialogue greatly helps the presence of Johnny Mack Brown, possessor of one of the worst Southern accents the big screen ever saw. First half hour is a little tedious. It's a series of scattered scenes showing flappers hoofing it up and bickering with their mothers who don't want them to be tramps. The rest of the film deals with love triangle between Crawford, Mack, and Page. The over-the-top ending is the best part. Good for curiosity's sake.
Review of Our Dancing Daughters
